Strange feeling you get
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When you cross the switchbacks and bring it on home
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Just the farther and farther you drift
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Like that old crow, that's beaten and worn
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It's been a long day, been a long way
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Fly your little wing
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Old crow, old crow, battered and worn all your
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Feathers
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Now you're tattered and torn
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All that silver sparkles in your teeth
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While it rains in your heart
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Swallowed it under, swallowed it down
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Gonna take a little sip, gonna meet them boys downtown
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Old crow, feeling kinda worn and worn out
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Old crow, gonna take a sip, and pass it around, pass
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Fresh Swamp
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| Calexico |
